Merry Christmas and holidays to khrVariaLover! Its hours later than I anticipated but otherwise, please enjoy and have a very happy holiday with your family and loved ones.

These were actually challenging prompts for me (strange because I usually have a good handle of the Varia), so if it's not to your liking, talk to me and we'll figure something out. Especially since I couldn't figure how to fit anyone else in this...

- I was very much in a rhyming mood when I wrote this, so here's a little paraphrased poem to start it off:

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The Varia were prowling, two members abroad

Commissioned for killing, and monies maraud.

Everything was frozen from the ground to their noses

And ire was building for those warm and asleep, in comfy sleeping poses.

Bloodshed was to come for the ones who thought them safe at night

For a wide-teethed grin followed by an illusioned horde, ready to bring not cheer, but fright.

-Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore,

-Paraphrased and re-rhymed by SilverMononoke

It wasn't very often that they'd get an operation to do during the supposed holiday season; but nonetheless a job was a job and that meant money was to be had.

The poor fool learned very quickly that despite the 'holiday cheer' being spread about like an infectious disease, the Varia didn't do happy. And they most certainly did not give discounts based on what date it was. Lucky said fool was a rather important associate of the Vongola otherwise he would have been slaughtered, his accounts hacked and the job only done if it was for the betterment of the Vongola.

But this was not very worth the pay that had better hit his accounts.

"Ushishishi." The prince laughed as they hovered over the targets house in a red suit lined with white fur and a fake snowy beard attached to his face. Sacks were prepared in the copter for any valuables found in the house.

Mammon decided he was going to continually add fees to the bill they would present to their commissioner when the operation was a success. And it didn't look like it would hurt too much if Bel got a little too stabby in excitement. But it also never hurt him to threaten with impending costs. "There are some paintings that will bring in a pretty penny. Make sure not to ruin them or I'll charge you the difference."

The blonde prince shrugged his shoulders within the fur covered coat. "Does it matter if it's a little worn? Shishishi. Besides," he grinned. "You'd probably mess with them until you got your price anyway.

"Regardless of that, I'll charge you."

"Snotty brat."

Mammon raised an eyebrow from beneath his hood. "You wanna try something?"

"Time to go, baby reindeer." The teen crooned with a slasher smile as he jumped out of the copter, landing with a loud thud on the tiles before meandering to the edge and slipping through an un-locked window.

"Hunh," one of the pilots frowned. "He's supposed to be Saint Nick….right? Then shouldn't he have gone through the chimney?"

Mammon scowled over the biting cold winds. "Consider a paycheck gone for that."

"Gah! Sorry sir!"

"Muu, what an unnecessary amount of effort." The Arcobaleno grumbled before descending to the roof below and through the same WINDOW Bel broke in through and came in just in time to see a painting be splattered.

There was another bill added to the commission.

"Ushishishishi!"